The real world.

Arena.

The Pope finished sketching out the last rune, took a glass of wine from the void, and sipped it gently.

"Kill you, and use your head as a sacrifice for the founding ceremony tomorrow morning......"

"Will this irritate the Fuxi Empire?"

"No matter, God will protect everything, and if they want to use nuclear bombs, then let humanity perish."

The Pope muttered.

He sipped his wine and thought through the whole plan.

His deeds will greatly please the gods.

For the sake of her many outstanding achievements, and for the sake of her own dedication to the Holy Religion, the gods should resurrect her.

After all, God Himself has promised Himself.

The Pope thought about it in a daze, so he simply moved a chair and sat down, quietly waiting for Wu Xiaode to return.

Time passes slowly.

A certain moment.

Invisible ripples appeared in the void.

"I'm coming back...... It's really exciting. ”

The Pope held a glass in one hand and lightly tapped the ground with his scepter in the other.

The runes that spread throughout the arena lit up.

The power of the sacrificial array was continuously strengthened, forming patches of holy rays crisscrossing back and forth in the void, forming huge runes full of power, suspended in the sky above the arena.

Everything is not triggered, just waiting for that person to come.

A few more breaths passed.

Wu Xiaode's voice suddenly sounded from the void:

"Darkness calls."

Immediately after, a black and white scepter appeared.

The deep ruby at the top of the scepter shimmered.

An inexplicable coercion pervades the audience.

The Pope's expression was grim, and he shouted: "With this life, sacrifice to the other side!" ”

The entire arena erupted in sky-high light.

Those powerful runes quickly built into a spell, and it was about to descend.

But the next moment—

All the runes became dull.

Deep in the sky above the arena, a crimson meteorite was rapidly falling.

The power of the sacrificial array fluctuated in front of this meteorite, and it was nothing.

Boom –

The meteorite slammed into the arena, completely blasting through the entire sacrificial array and the arena.

The sacrificial array collapsed directly!

“…… Why do you have the power of God......"

The Pope muttered.

He looked at the red scepter in his hand, and then looked at the black and white ruby scepter in Wu Xiaode's hand, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"You've been fighting for the Holy Sect for so many years, don't you even know about this matter?" Wu Xiaode said.

"What's the matter?"

The Pope whispered.

He swung the red scepter, sending the Void Rays flying back, wrapping around the scepter, ready to unleash an attack that pressed the bottom of the box.

"The 'God' is actually a cunning, greedy, brazen, backsliding guy, a guy who treats humans as food." Wu Xiaode said slowly.

"Bold—dare to blaspheme the majesty of God, I want you to die!" The Pope shouted angrily.

His scepter emitted a brilliant light, turning into a giant hammer several meters high out of thin air, and slamming it towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode saw the opportunity early, and before the giant hammer fell, he launched a "side dodge" and directly dodged the attack point.

But the power of this hammer is beyond imagination.

The entire ground was smashed into a pit dozens of meters deep, and the powerful shock wave blew Wu Xiaode away.

He fluttered down on the other side of the arena and spoke:

"I have a question for you."

"Go to hell and ask the devil, sinner!" The Pope once again raised the giant hammer condensed by the Holy Mang, and shouted angrily.

"Don't you know that your loved one has been eaten by 'God'?"

Wu Xiaode said.

The giant hammer was wrapped in strong wind pressure and roared towards Wu Xiaode.

But at the last moment.

It stopped.

"What did you say?" The Pope asked with a grim face.

"Yes, before you die, I will tell you the truth of the matter as a thank you for stealing that thing to me." Wu Xiaode said.

The Pope looked confused.

"Let's put it simply, you in the parallel world did me a favor, so I feel that I owe you a little favor, so I will simply tell you the truth of the matter." Wu Xiaode said.

"Impossible...... God promised me......" said the Pope.

"How can someone like you believe someone else's casual promises? Actually, you know the answer, but you don't dare to admit it, right? Wu Xiaode said calmly.

The Pope's mouth opened and closed silently.

"Well, my feedback has arrived, and now it's time for us to settle the score." Wu Xiaode said.

He thrust his scepter hard into the ground in front of him, pointed to the giant hammer of the Holy Mang in the Pope's hand, and said:

"I'll have one for that thing too."

As soon as the words fell.

The three patriarchs, the two cardinals, the four cardinals, the ten archbishops, and the elders walked out of the void around Wu Xiaode's body.

The Pope's eyes straightened.

Because some people have two!

It's like twins!

"You went to the Holy See in a parallel world!" The Pope's Lost Word.

Wu Xiaode did not speak.

All the cultists around him chanted incantations in unison to the staff.

The majestic holy light that was almost as clear as the sky and the earth appeared from the void, condensed into a giant hammer of holy light tens of meters long, and stood quietly in the dark sky with the scepter as the end of the handle of the giant hammer.

Wu Xiaode put one hand in his pocket, raised the scepter with the other, and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, my hammer seems bigger than yours."

Pope said: "You—"

Before the words fell, the Saint Mang Giant Hammer in Wu Xiaode's hand had already smashed down!

The Pope hurriedly resisted with the hammer of the holy mang in his hand.

However, the hammer in his hand was only a few meters tall and its power was limited, while the hammer on the opposite side was condensed by dozens of powerful professionals.

The two sides are not on the same level at all!

Boom –

The entire arena was smashed into powder, and it disappeared in an instant.

The void flickered.

The world is gone.

Wu Xiaode found himself and the Pope back in the square in front of the Holy Church.

The Pope lay on the ground, dying.

The Pope grabbed the stone floor with both hands and said sharply, "Why? Why do you have so many congregational potencies! ”

"God feeds on all living beings, and when you die, go and ask God, and if it doesn't eat you, maybe you'll know the answer." Wu Xiaode said.

He thought for a second, sighed, and said, "Okay, I'm soft-hearted, so I'll tell you the answer directly." ”

He spun the scepter in his hand at will, lowered his voice, and said in a secret tone:

"What about me, the God who promised to feed you—"

"As soon as it heard that it had something to eat, it didn't hesitate to lend me the power of the scepter."

The Pope stared at him with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Wu Xiaode's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Let's get down to business."

He raised the scepter and hung it above the Pope's head, saying, "You have sacrificed countless people to the ladder, but you must have never known what it was like. ”

A burst of red glow erupted from the scepter.

There was a tremor in the earth.

The Pope's face changed drastically, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "Kill me!" ”

"Do your part for the coming of God, Pope, isn't that your faith?" Wu Xiaode said.

The voice did not fall.

Long black hands stretched out from the ground.

They grabbed the Pope's limbs and torso and immediately dragged him underground.

"Kill me! Wu Xiaode, count me as a begging for once, I don't want to be part of the ladder! ”

The Pope roared hysterically.

Wu Xiaode leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Think of the people who were sacrificed by you. ”

"I know it's wrong, I know! Don't sacrifice me to the ladder—that's not what life should bear! ”

The Pope gasped and said, "You can't be like our Holy Sect, Wu Xiaode, then what's the difference between you and me!" ”

Wu Xiaode squatted in front of him, patted him on the shoulder quite understandingly, and said:

"Those of us who are on the streets are generally very cowardly, and we are afraid of getting into trouble, but when we really decide to fight, we will do it until you die."

"There was a slaughter village in the front, and there was a disaster in the entire hospital later, if I don't kill you, you will feel uncomfortable."

He sighed and babbled on:

"So I won't spare you, please forgive me."

"As compensation, I'm going to tell you something—"

"Your kingdom, I will destroy it today."

"Your and my grudges are now written off."

"The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, and we will see you again in the rivers and lakes."

Dense black hands reached out, grabbed the Pope, and dragged him deep underground with his desperate roar.

The Pope's voice faded away.

After a few breaths.

Silence returned.

Wu Xiaode was still staring at the soft soil on the ground.

One by one, bishops, cardinals, patriarchs came out of the darkness.

They stood in a circle around Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode didn't look up, but said: "Go, kill the people around you, and then mobilize them to kill the people around you, and keep killing until you kill all the disciples." ”

"Yes."

The crowd answered, and went into the darkness.

The white tiger quietly appeared.

"I know all the things the ghosts have been through, so I have something to warn you about." It spoke.

"What?" Wu Xiaode said.

"There are too many followers, all over the country, and even Fuxi has many hidden followers, and I am afraid that they will not be able to kill them in one night." White Tiger Road.

"Find someone who can talk." Wu Xiaode said.

A patriarch emerged from the darkness and stood before him.

"It's 2:15 a.m., can you still do a press conference?" Wu Xiaode said.

"No problem, what news do you want to publish?" Patriarch.

"According to the Pope's last words, he was given an oracle to demand loyalty from all faithful."

"The general idea is—"

"Die for yourselves, and be a faithful believer of God in doing this;"

"If you can't do it, you will be unsure of your beliefs and will be deemed ineligible to become a member of the Holy Religion, and you will be immediately disqualified from being a member of the Holy Religion, quit the Holy Religion, and be an enemy of the Holy Religion from now on."

"That's basically what it means, as for how to say it specifically, how to express it, you gods should be foolier than me."

"There must be a discerning at daybreak."

"Yes." Patriarch.

"Go for it." Wu Xiaode said.

The Patriarch retreated into darkness and vanished.

The white tiger listened silently on the side, then licked his paw and said, "My merit is almost there." ”

"I guess I'll kill it for a while." Wu Xiaode said.

"There will be no new twists and turns in this matter, and I already feel that merit is about to befall you and me." White Tiger Road.

As soon as it finished speaking, the Book of the Dead opened.

Lines of small ice crystal letters appear on the page:

"The commission is nearing completion."

"You paid 1 merit."

"The White Tiger didn't accept your soul power because it had gained a lot of merit and decided that your soul power was not worth collecting anymore."

"You have obtained the merit that it allows to you."

"Current merit remaining: 5."

Wu Xiaode looked at the white tiger.

I saw that the white tiger had already narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and whispered: "This commission is really cost-effective." ”